Digging for Salamanders
The craziest thing happened, bumble bees flew into my ears and I could not hear a thing. I thought I would just tell you some of the things I might have been able to if it were not for all the buzzing. I love animals and babies and baby animals; I like trying to see if I can fit their heads in my mouth. I had a goat when I was little but it got sick and died. My favorite smell came from the cellar where my dad would store potatoes. It smelled like dirt and now I like to photograph dirt, make things with it, and jump in it. I have two favorite movies but they might change next week because I do not like favorite anythings. Fornowthough,theywouldbeW hatDreamsMayCome andA melie. I would love to play in all that paint. I think I would take a big bite of it if I could. I took a big bite of clay once, but that was not because I was intrigued by the way it looked but because of how frustrated it made me. I used to want to change the world, but I learned that was not going to happen. Instead I had to change my world and find all the beautiful things in the ugly things and fall in love with this new found beauty. I can remember the amazement in finding salamanders under rocks in the creek. I would keep them in buckets for just a little while, but then let them go. Growing up my life was a treasure hunt, and they were just one of the little hidden treasures. I am once more searching for these lost treasures.